The sun was slowly going down, and winter was approaching. The villagers respectfully added firewood to the hut for a fire. They also asked Ryan what he wanted to eat at night. They would try their best to get it for Ryan, but Ryan said that he had food with him.
, no need to worry.
Even so, the villagers still gave Ryan two fish and a rabbit.
Laying the ground with wood and straw, sitting by the fire, Ryan gently hugged Veronica's proud body and said softly: "There are still several hours before the sun sets. Vampires always like to watch at ten o'clock in the evening.
We won't even come out for activities until after eleven o'clock. Before that, we..."
"Ryan! You guy!" Who knew that before Ryan could finish his words, Veronica stepped on him hard, her face turned red: "Don't you even look at where this place is?! I'll wait for you.
I will naturally stay with you more in the territory, but you can’t do it here, it’s too dirty and people will see you.”
"I didn't mean that, my great witch!" Ryan complained: "Veronica, I'm not that kind of person. How could I have that kind of thoughts in the current war? What I meant was let's have a good chat.
.”
Only then did Veronica roll her eyes at him. The witch reached out and pushed away Ryan's big hand around her waist. Then her beautiful almond eyes looked at the flames burning in the fire in the middle of the room and the grilled fish on the fire, and then said:
"What does my great knight want to say to me?"
Ryan's blue eyes reflected the flames in the room, and the Holy Grail Knight was silent for a long time.
"Did you think that this day would come to me? God's chosen champion? Really a baron?" Ryan put a piece of firewood sent by the villagers into the fire. Unexpectedly, he was a little less interested.
"I thought of it, I have always believed in you, Ryan, my man." The expression on Veronica's face softened, and she held Ryan's rough hand: "It's just that I didn't expect that the whole thing would happen so soon."
The number of great nobles in Britannia does not exceed one thousand, and even if all the Holy Grail Knights are included, the number will not reach fifteen hundred. You have entered the core of this country, and you have done a good job."
"But I'm not satisfied." Ryan shook his head. He thought for a while before continuing: "You know, Veronica, the lady told me that in the north, another Chaos Eternal Chosen God was born."
"Another Eternal Chosen God of Chaos?! But... hasn't it only been more than 150 years since the Great Holy War?" Veronica said in surprise.
"The birth of the Eternal Chosen God of Chaos has nothing to do with time, my dear." Ryan gently stroked Veronica's little hand and continued.
Just like the Fairy in the Lake said, the birth of the Eternal Chosen God of Chaos has nothing to do with time, because there is no concept of time in the subspace, and there is always endless battle and endless chaos.
The most typical thing is something that the High Elf Archmage Teclis once discovered, that is, a newly fallen High Elf could actually find records in the records of the war between Aenarion and Chaos thousands of years ago.
A high elf who had become a fallen champion of Slaanesh was slain by Aenarion's forces.
Thinking about this matter carefully makes one's hair stand on end. Is it destined for certain people to fall? Is the future of the world destined to be dark?
I don’t know, even the Emperor can’t give Ryan an answer to this.
Also, do the Four Gods of Chaos really need an Eternal God Chosen?
In fact, this is not the case, because the greatest pleasure of the Four Chaos Gods is to fight against each other in the chaotic realm of subspace. The main material world is just a snack in their spare time. The Four Chaos Gods are actually not very interested in the destruction of the world that the Eternal Chosen long for.
.
Therefore, the test set by the Four Gods of Chaos for the Eternal Gods is surprisingly difficult. For them, if they fail to pass the test and die, then they deserve it. On the contrary, the Four Gods can get a lot of fun. If there is really someone
If it can pass the test, then this high-quality thug can also meet their needs.
Since the Old Saint's portal was destroyed, only five Chaos Champions have passed the test and become the Eternal Chosen of Chaos, so it stands to reason that Archaon should be the fifth Eternal Chosen of Chaos now.
Then why does history record that only two Eternal Chosen Gods of Chaos (the first generation "Unifier" Moka and the second generation "Anointed One" Aissa Kuval) led their armies southward?
Because the other two were killed by other demon princes or chaos demons before they could unite the northern barbarians and move south.
"I need your help, I need more of your help, Veronica." That's it. Ryan stopped talking. He just said to Veronica: "First of all, complete the construction of the territory.
I need to build a strong army and a stable rear."
"Since I'm here, I'm definitely here to help you, Ryan." Veronica smiled sweetly and said: "I have already discussed it with Speaker Margarita. When the Wizard Tower is built, Gloria will
Set up a branch here, and we will regularly send some witch apprentices here to learn and practice, and by the way, we will also help you build your territory."
"..." Ryan didn't say anything. He thought that the Gloria Council actually had its own considerations, but Ryan couldn't refuse because he really needed the help of the witches.
Just like Orica said, the power of the Lake Fairy accounts for too much of his team, and he needs a new force to balance it.
After chatting for a while, the two of them ate some dry food and enjoyed the original grilled fish and roasted rabbit.
Outside, the moon is high in the sky, and the chill is getting deeper.
It was time for Ryan to signal for action. Veronica also nodded. The witch changed out of her favorite coat and skirt and put on a fiery red combat leather coat and leather pants, and Ryan also put on his own psychic craftsmanship.
Powered Armor: "What a beautiful armor. Was this given to you by your lady?"
"No, this is what my father gave me." Ryan put on the Seiko power armor. Driven by spiritual energy, the entire armor emits bright light, and a powerful psychic shield appears inside the armor. Then Ryan will be one meter long.
With half of the Fury behind her back, she raised her gryphon warhammer and led her mount out of the hut.
Outside the house, all the villagers gathered. They stood in silence and watched the Holy Grail Knight and the witch beside him leave.
Everyone held a candle in their hands, they shouted the name of the Lake Fairy, and then set their expectant eyes on Ryan.
This is expectation, responsibility, and pressure. The Knight of the Holy Grail is the embodiment of the eight virtues of knights. He is the last hope of people in this country.
The moonlight was all over the ground, the cold wind of late autumn enveloped the sky, and the soft soil gradually became harder and harder. Both Ryan and Veronica were holding the horses. Ryan looked at the small woods in the distance and suddenly smiled: "Isn't it a little uncomfortable?
Too used to it?"
"The situation is different, my great knight." Veronica walked in front of Ryan without looking back: "You are now a great noble."
The witch under the moonlight was beautiful, but Ryan had no time to appreciate it because he soon discovered the traces of the Blood Knight.
Or it could be said that this is a trace left intentionally by the other party to facilitate Ryan's search.
He is looking for the Blood Knight, and the Blood Knight is also looking for the Holy Grail Knight.
Following the road, Ryan and Veronica entered the southwest of Chalon Forest. Here, they were not far from Ryan's territory. It only took three or four hours to get there at full speed on horseback.
Most of the dense forest trees have shed their leaves in autumn, leaving behind fallen leaves and dry branches all over the ground. The black forest is getting darker and darker, with the messy bushes and gloomy atmosphere suppressing Ryan and Veroni.
Stuck nerves.
"Do the Blood Knights hate the Holy Grail Knight so much?" The legendary witch was a little unhappy about walking into the forest in the middle of the night. She took the initiative to stir up the topic: "Is being in the forest conducive to dueling with the Holy Grail Knight?"
"No, dear, first of all, the blood knights are vampires. No matter how stupid they are, they know they can't just suck blood on the side of the road. As for the Holy Grail Knights... Yes, the blood knights are very powerful, but they are still vampires after all, and normal vampires
Similarly, they will also have strong thirst for blood, so they must also find their own blood source." Ryan walked forward in the forest and answered Veronica's question: "However, they firmly believe that, just like their leader Ai
Like Beau Wallace, they can also curb their blood-sucking desire through promotion and strong strength."
"In fact, there are blood knights who have successfully overcome the problem of blood thirst by being promoted to the holy realm. For example, Amber Wallace, known as the ancestor of blood dragons, was promoted to the holy realm by killing a red fire dragon with his own hands. Through pain,
Drinking the dragon's blood lifted the curse of Nagash, the Lord of the Undead, and gained greater power, so Abbot-Wallace dismissed the blood knights who followed him and let them find challenges on their own. If they were on the journey,
The Lieutenant General will promote himself to the Holy Realm, and they will be freed from the vampire curse forever, and Amber Wallace will appear and recruit him back to the team."
"The mission knights regard the blood knights as prey and enemies, while the blood knights regard the Holy Grail knights as prey and enemies. Sometimes it is like this, the hunter eventually becomes the prey." As soon as Ryan finished speaking, he and Vero
Nika stopped at the same time.
There is movement ahead.
Under the weak moonlight, in the open space between the woods, a figure with a blood-red light, holding a spear and a giant shield stood in the dark forest, and a fully armed Brittanian knight errant.
Confronted.
The Scarlet Knight is wearing black armor, which is covered with various patterns of death and killers. He is holding a fallen weapon. Dark runes are engraved on the ancient weapon, exuding red light. In its hand
The huge shield still bears the original knight crest of the Blood Dragon Knights, while the coat of arms and crest have changed into the shape of a dragon and dragon wings.
The Nightmare Horse spit out streams of foul-smelling green flames in the cold late autumn air, and looked directly at the young knight errant in front of him. The knight errant opposite the blood knight looked very young. He was wearing chainmail + protective gear.
+ Dressed in a kite helmet, holding a lance high in his hand, he challenged the Blood Knight: "I am Sebot Le Changel, in the name of a lady, I come to destroy evil, and I will fight for Britannia.
Come! Mount your steed, raise your lance, and accept justice! May the Lady of the Lake grant me victory!"
After speaking, the young knight errant raised his lance high and challenged the blood knight. The knight errant was very nervous, his forehead was sweating slightly, and the lance he held up was swaying a little.
After a few seconds of awkward silence, the Blood Knight spoke. Unlike many undead, the Blood Knight's voice was full of confidence and calmness: "Go away, young man, you are not what I am looking for. I am not interested in this kind of inequality."
There is no interest in fighting, you are in good luck, knight errant of Brittany, I have just drunk enough blood, so get out of here, kid."
A kind of hysterical anger surged into the heart of the young knight. The young knight decided not to pay attention to the nonsense of the blood knight in front of him. He also saw the farmer's mummy. It was obvious that the blood knight had just had a feast.
"For the lady and Bordeaux, for Britannia!" So the war horse, driven by the young knight, charged with both legs. Relying on the faint moonlight, the knight errant had never been so excited and excited in his heart.
The fanatical and powerful Blood Knight was right in front of him, and as long as he could defeat it, he would almost win the lady's favor. He even wanted to shout loudly to express his joy.
The Blood Knight's expression was almost invisible behind his helmet, and he could only be seen motionless, letting the Knight Errant charge towards him.
"Ha!" "Crack!" The roar of the knight errant and the sound of the lance breaking sounded almost simultaneously.
I succeeded! With such a perfect attack like a textbook, Seibert-le-Changel could feel the sound of the iron tip of the lance passing through the blood knight's chest. It was the sound of the lance entering the flesh, and there was no living thing.
Can withstand such a perfect blow! At least the young knight errant didn't think so!
So he turned around, and a large amount of cold air was sucked into his lungs. The knight errant turned around impatiently, wanting to check his results, but before he could see clearly what happened to the blood knight, he heard a burst of sound.
applause.
The Blood Knights are applauding.
"It's a very beautiful and standard lance thrust. Young man, I feel it. OK, now ride your horse, hold your shield, and leave this forest." The blood knight's voice was still calm and confident:
"I enjoy this kind of jousting, but not with a weak knight like you. I warn you for the last time, get out of here. I am stronger than you imagine."
After saying that, the Blood Knight held the lance head inserted into his chest with his hand. He directly used brute force to take out the iron gun head. Except for a small amount of blood adhering to the gun head, the Blood Knight's wound was extremely severe.
Healing is so fast that in just ten seconds, the achievements of the knight errant are gone.
At this time, the smile on Knight Errant's face hadn't even disappeared, and he just froze.
Sebot-le-Changel felt his hands were trembling, his body was shaking, and his mind was dizzy. At a certain moment, he suddenly really wanted to run away.
Run away, escape from this forest, escape from this place, the powerful enemy in front of you cannot be defeated at all. A perfect lance attack is already the most powerful attack method of the knight errant, so it can't hurt the enemy in front of you?
The Blood Knight noticed the wavering in the Knight Errant's eyes.
But this wavering quickly disappeared. The young knight threw aside his broken lance handle, and then held the long sword at his waist with trembling hands.
"Qiang!" The long sword was unsheathed, making a series of pleasant sounds. Sebot-le-Changel gripped the long sword in his hand tightly and raised his shield with the Poseidon Trident family crest.
"I have prayed to the lady many times, and I have seen her supreme appearance in pictures."
"I am a lady's knight. In the face of evil, I would rather die than retreat. In the face of darkness, I am fearless!"
After saying that, the young knight errant galloped on his horse again.